Saturday, May 23, 2009

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How did we get there from here?
And how do we return?
Can we ever go back?
Will we ever learn?

We visited our pasts today,
Complete with crazy play fights.
I was forced to remember,
As if I could forget those nights.

Back when friendship was simple,
You're in or you're out,
And someone being bossy,
Was all we fought about.

Before high school, before grades,
Before puberty hit,
Back with play times and late nights,
Back when everyone fit.

I love the new times,
I've made some new friends,
And brothers and sisters,
And found love that won't end.

But I'll always remember,
And partially yearn,
For those times way back when,
Before time took its turn.

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